I can cook cakes and pies, but my mama raised me to be a man

December 23, 2015
I can cook cakes and pies, but my mama raised me to be a man

“I am a maintenance man at three motels. I clean and haul trash out. I keep my house clean too because you never who is going to come visit you. If your house is dirty, they know you are a dirty person. My mom raised me this way. We had to learn how to clean, mop, and cook. I can cook cakes and pies, but my mama raised me to be a man. I love my mama.

I stay away from women here. I found one, but she didn’t tell me she was married and she shot me in the arm with a 38 special. I was coming out of a club, someone was shooting, she came around the corner and shot me. I still have the scar. If you are into the club life here, you will get shot and you will go to jail. I am 50 years old. I don’t go to the clubs. People get ignorant when they start drinking. They start picking on you for no reason. If you have clean clothes or a clean ride and minding your own business, they don’t like that. If you are a true man who’s working, you should not need to get on public aid. Come home and pay the bills. Don’t throw your money away. I go to work my jobs, take a shower, lay down, and it’s time to work again. That’s how I stay out of trouble.”

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